Divorce, Please: The Young Master Does Not Love Me Chapter 103: Doing Something Stupid

Tristan Grayson happened to open the door just then. Her words made his heart lurch as an inexplicable panic flooded him. "Then don’t leave!" ’After all this, this woman is still thinking about leaving ?’

’Then don’t leave?’

His words shattered the last of her defenses, and all her love erupted at that mont. She looked up with tear-filled eyes and said firmly, her voice choked with emotion, "Tristan Grayson, you said it. Then I’m going to claim you for a lifeti!" As long as he didn’t tell her to leave, she would never, ever leave his side.

She loved him so much she had lost herself, to a degree she could scarcely believe.

Even knowing another woman occupied Tristan Grayson’s heart, she was determined to be with him, no matter what.

Her words annoyed Tristan Grayson. "Once you’re my woman, where else do you think you can go?"

"Nowhere..." Mika Sumrs wrapped her arms around his neck, nestling blissfully in his embrace.

Her sudden move sent a tingle through Tristan Grayson, and a very unnatural smile appeared on his face.

He carried her into the bedroom, gently placed her on the bed, and whispered, "You lie down. I’ll be right there."

"Mhm..." She nodded obediently, took off her shoes, and slipped under the covers.

Watching Tristan Grayson take off his jacket and head into the bathroom, she finally let out a relieved smile, her eyes never leaving his silhouette inside.

She pinched her cheek. Only when she felt the sting did she let go, letting out a soft laugh. ’So this isn’t a dream. Tristan Grayson really wants to stay.’

Just then, the sound of running water from the bathroom pulled her from her reverie. She blushed as she stared at the door, her mind inappropriately replaying the mory of showering with Tristan Grayson that morning.

She shook her head slightly. ’Mika Sumrs, get a hold of yourself!’ But the more she tried to be normal, the more those wanton images flooded her mind.

Her face was practically burning. Suddenly, the bathroom door opened, and Tristan Grayson stepped out...

Her eyes widened in shock, and she stared at Tristan Grayson without blinking.

Tristan Grayson casually tossed the towel in his hand onto her head.

"Like what you see?"

"What are you doing?" Mika Sumrs pouted, pulling the towel off her head. Her hair was a little ssy, a beautiful sight...

For a mont, Tristan Grayson was completely captivated.

DING-DONG... Just then, the doorbell rang.

Tristan Grayson awkwardly tore his gaze away and turned to get the door.

Seeing Tristan Grayson about to head out just like that, Mika Sumrs scrambled out of bed, throwing off the covers. "Wait, I’ll get it!"

In a flash, she was in front of him. She pushed the stunned Tristan Grayson back into the bedroom and shut the door, terrified soone might see him.

Pushed back into the room, Tristan Grayson stood in a daze for a mont before realizing what a stupid thing he had almost done.

’Being with this woman is going to make act like an idiot all the ti.’

Outside was the waitress Tristan Grayson had called for earlier. She stood there with a room service cart laden with food. She looked montarily surprised to see Mika Sumrs, but recovered quickly, nodding with a smile. "Young Madam, here is the late-night snack Young Master Grayson ordered."